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My very first love affair was with books and it probably started as early as preschool. I loved how they could transport me to places far and imaginative with just the power of words. Books were my escape from reality but for the last 2 years or so I haven’t been reading enough.
My life could be worse but at the same time it could be a lot better. I’m counting my blessings and giving thanks but I can’t help but feel annoyed with the not-so-great parts of my life.
It is 4:23 a.m., everything feels and sounds so calm and peaceful. 2 am to 5:30 am are my favourite hours, the world is sleeping and that’s when I feel most alive and awake. I can hear my thoughts, think clearly and my writing feels more like me. I couldn’t decide what I wanted to…Continue reading